After dealing with this wave of polite greetings, when there were only three of them in the same department, Fu Tanhualang asked Zhou Lan: "Do you feel aggrieved by being said like this?"
Zhou Lan really didn't feel wronged. The ups and downs of his youth made him realize early that he didn't need to care about less important people.
He said to two fellow students very calmly: "The same rice can feed hundreds of people, and it only adds to their knowledge." There is no need to waste unnecessary emotions on such people.
The second-ranked person thought that he was not as calm as the young man. He suppressed his anger and said, "I'm really angry."
Fu Tanhualang shook his head: "I think Zhou Xiandi is right. Being able to recognize this person's character earlier is also a benefit. Besides, I think he might as well lose to Zhou Xiandi in an upright manner to win the hearts of the people."
This is true. Didn't you see that this guy doesn't even have any colleagues around him? He obviously doesn't want to be associated with him. He has lost his temper.
Zhou Lan didn't say anything, but glanced at Sun Hanlin over there, and felt wary. The top three people who can get into the Hanlin Academy are all worthy of their reputation, and they must be capable. Don't underestimate anyone around you.
It has not been easy to get to where we are today. Every step we take must be done with caution. Zhou Landao felt that Sun Hanlin was shrewd in his witty words to avoid possible situations. For such a nihilistic statement, he might not be able to gain an official career.
But why would such a cautious person speak sarcastically about himself? This matter should still be kept in mind. There must be a reason for what happened.
What the gentleman said was quite speculative, and the atmosphere was good. These old Hanlin people thought they were out to meet friends.
He also introduced his young disciples to meet with these old scholars. This was Chang Le's first appearance in front of his brother-in-law's colleagues.
Then everyone understood why Zhou Lan performed so well and was so calm. Several old Hanlins looked at Chang Le with stars in their eyes.
Studying next to Mr. Jiang Xiaolang is probably the legendary shock education. No matter how well you do, others will be ahead of you. This is how Zhao felt.
That's why Zhou Shidu was so calm. He really had nothing to be proud of.
In an instant, Zhou Lan received a wave of sympathy points. It was really not easy to have such a brother-in-law by his side.
If it were someone whose character was not firm enough, he might be so shocked that he would not be able to get up.
Of course, compared to Zhou Shidu's sympathy score, Jiang Xiaolangjun's score is perfect. This kind of young man makes the old Hanlin people love him so much.
Someone else invited Jiang Changle: "If you have nothing to do, you can go to the Hanlin Academy for a walk." The intention of kidnapping other people's apprentices should not be too obvious.
I have never heard of anyone being allowed to take care of their children while at work. The old Hanlins are really eclectic.
Anyway, Jiang Xiaolangjun won't go, and Zhou Lan won't take his brother-in-law there either. Are you looking for something to do?
The gentleman looked at his two disciples. They were so valued, so he could still be polite and reserved. Of course, he was more defensive. Good talents and beautiful jade are hard to suppress.
But after seeing off the group of people, the gentleman could no longer hold back his reserve. He dragged his young disciple around and wanted to admire the moon and compose poems. It was obvious that he was really in a mood.
To be honest, sir, you are a little self-aware. Don’t you know how good the disciples you have brought out are and what their strengths are?
Jiang Changxi said to the teacher: "Your disciples are indeed good. But when it comes to poetry writing, it is really not a strong point. Don't you have a point in your mind?"
The husband is particularly unwilling to listen. His disciples are not strong, and that doesn’t mean they are weak. Why don’t they just write poems? How come none of them are good at it?
Then Chang Le stood by with a sad face, looking really embarrassed.
Facing Chang Le with a sullen face, he felt that the disciple was really a little too shameless: "What's the use of memorizing knowledge? You can apply what you have learned. Why can't you write poems and songs?"
Jiang Changxi didn't want to listen anymore. His younger brother was already very good: "Can that thing protect the family and the country? That thing kills people's ambition. Sir, you are wrong."
The gentleman was blowing his beard and staring in anger. It was because of people like this who were interfering with him that his disciples, both young and old, didn't pay much attention to poetry.
Chang Le, this little bitter gourd, was confused by her husband and Chang Xi, so she might as well have composed a poem to suit the occasion.
Zhou Lan quickly separated the husband and wife, otherwise this would be terrible.
Chang Le felt aggrieved. Her sister caused trouble, and he wanted to help her suffer.
The teacher tried hard: "Listen, what are those words? How could I accept such a disciple? Are you the one who is specifically trying to squeeze me, sir?"
As things continued, Chang Le had no choice but to say: "Sir, I am still quite talented. I will compose a poem for you."
Otherwise, what can we do? Then Chang Le read the poem about the moon to his husband.
It's hard to be a disciple, especially to a disciple with gaping teeth. Why should I worry about the moon? My teeth don't even grow straight.
Chang Le feels that he finally understands the saying, "Forcing me to express sorrow in order to compose new words." Are you forcing me to grow up?
The master is not happy anymore. He dislikes his disciple for only reciting poems. He also has unclear articulation and a leaky mouth.
Chang Le said: "Sir, my disciple's teeth haven't grown all the way yet, so he may be more artistic when facing the waning moon."
After saying how old he was, the child showed a sad and vicissitudes of life, feeling the artistic conception of the missing moon.
The teacher is embarrassed to be embarrassing the young disciple. With this view from behind, he always feels that the young disciple is carrying too much.
Chang Le's side is really cool. He has a loose mouth and can recite so many poems. It's hard for him to stay upright.
In this bitter atmosphere, can you still find time to write poems and lyrics?
The husband's demands were too high, so Chang Le was really sad.
The drunken gentleman no longer appreciated the waning moon: "When you have all your teeth, you can look for the artistic conception of poetry."
Chang Le breathed a sigh of relief, this matter was finally over, and he should drink less in the future.
Speaking of which, Zhou Lan's side is relatively calm. He can just coax his wife back. His wife does not ask Zhou Lan to compose poems and lyrics. At most, she can just say, "Mr., do you dislike you?"
Zhou Lan corrected him: "No, and even if he really dislikes us, he still dislikes the three of us."
My daughter-in-law must understand this, and she must not disdain that his poems are not good at all. They belong to the same hexagram.
Let Zhou Lan say, they often like to be better than others. After all, although we are not very good at poetry, you are completely bad at it. You can't even understand it. Don't you know it in your heart?
Jiang Changxi still knew it well. Looking at Zhou Lan, he said without any guilt: "When faced with this problem, sir, he always excludes me."
Zhou Lan: "See how wronged my wife is, don't worry, I will definitely work hard for my husband and won't let our children continue to do this while writing poems."
Therefore, Jiang Changxi was soon read poetry and fell asleep by her father who was working hard for the next generation of poets.